We met at a beautiful park bench;
“Hello.” I said,
“It's really good to see you!”
“Hey.” she said.

“How are you?
How has your day been?
Did you have a good weekend?”
I asked.
“Yeah, I did." she answered.

“Are you okay?” I asked.
“Yes, I'm fine.” she replied.
“Good.” I said.
There was silence for a moment.

“How are you?” She asked.
“I feel great.” I said.
“Good.” she said.

We went to buy a drink;
“What do you want?” I asked her.
She said “Just water.”
“Are you sure?” I asked.
“Yeah, I don't mind”

Ultimately, I was glad.
Meeting this girl
Brought…
Some reassurance
To last year’s me.

I like
to lie
In a park
At dark
In spring.
When the
Wind dies,
And everything
Is just so.
Just clear
as glass
and earthed
On grass
Below
I gaze
at stars
At last
While
crickets
Sing.

Not overly vocal, but the thoughts are unending
Self described pretentious, thoroughly fermenting
**** showing up for class, the course is unnecessary
Carrying bodies is better anyway

Throwing someone else's life away
Half measures lead to pain
I used to have options, how'd it get so late

Copious rhyme schemes, and not a single one calls to me
**** it, I'd rather be free anyway
Nothing really to say, other than I hate myself
Taking a pass on happiness for ***** and giggles

The struggle might be real for other people
But tell me why I should help
I'm pretty busy with my misery
And people look the same to me
I swear I've seen what there is to see already

Not all sinners want salvation
Not all saints deserve their faith
I'm a bit sick of constant elation
Motion to let the jury sit in

I want them to hear before they judge me
Love to me is just another disease
Even the sight might be enough
To disrupt my digestive process

Shut me right the **** up
See if I care

where it seemed like i’d pick a
flower for every
worry
every anxiety
every flaw i saw
but didnt have.
The few succulents
would
soothe my nine and a half year old
mind.
the cool wind
that would uptake
my body when i was
flying
in the local park swings.
i swore i was soaring.
i’d close my eyes
and if i could just lean
to touch the blossoming tree over the gate
and at least pull a little flower bud off-
id look like a real angel.
tudor park,
where id run
sweat beading all over,
stopping at moments
panting like a big dog to cool off and then
I’d start all over again.
forgetting about how sick i felt
forgetting the big news i heard
about my mom
forgetting i’d have to be a
big sister for the third time.
just running.
not thinking.
getting lost at times
and being fully content with it.
i want to go back to these days
at tudor park
tudor park,
when my dad was done
playing basketball
i remember,
he’d asked me what i’d been doing
by the bed of flowers
I’d stay silent,
gathering a flower out of the soil
one by one
and he’d say i’d turn out to be just
like my mother.
I have her eyes.
He didnt know how right he was.

Your lips say that you love
Your eyes say that you hate
It’s written upon your face
All the lies how they cut so deeply

Everything you say to me
takes me one step closer to the edge
I’m holding on
Why is everything so heavy?

Sometimes solutions aren’t so simple
Sometimes goodbye is the only way
It’s so much easier to go
than face all this pain here all alone

Set the silence free
to wash away the worst of me
‘cause everything that you thought I would be
has fallen apart right in front of you

Forget our memories
Forget our possibilities
We’re building it up, to break it back down
We’re building it up, to burn it down

Take everything from the inside
and throw it all away
Remember all the sadness and frustration
and let it go

So I let go watching you
turn your back like you always do
'Cause I’m only a crack in this castle of glass
Hardly anything there for you to see

I tried so hard and got so far
But in the end, it doesn’t even matter
We said it was forever but then it slipped away
Standing at the end of the final masquerade

dizzy in the shrubbery

lost in the manicured park,
this maze of many

I've never
           been able to
figure out,

something about the clean lines.

weeds can't help being weeds.
I wanted to gather the clippings

into my arms
and say there had been
some mistake,

that they were needed after all.

come live in my yard, sweetheart.

the bees won't mind.

He runs and runs away from me
Darting his course with that wide grin
"This is moving so fast," he says
We stop to catch our breaths

He woke me up the night
I had my first bath at his
"Come to the park baby girl,
Let’s drink champagne"

The way I fit into him
Walking west into hunter
I feared for nothing
Little in the park at dark

Giggling at the dirt in my loafers
Scaling each hill to roll down
Only to go higher for a faster fall
Chasing him

Boomerang lips back again
And again and again
"Come in the truck old man
Let’s fall in love"

He set a motion that tied the night
with a surge of peace through flight
A walk at pardoned him for this fight
the doorway sought now
as his fortune with the moon!

And a primal scream that retaliated fraught
but down by fairgrounds his doggy run
still furry friends rode in heat,
and they couldn't be sheep in these latitudes that wool adorn
when a caper was a precedent.

If ghosts perched upon the cases
where sprinkles attended from where they stay
but they must defame those breeds
with suggestive wiles they rehearsed.
furthermore their embrace did employ
what dignified lust was another cornflower day

Every day you're on my mind.
Cause you were one of a kind.

We found each other in the dark.
That day at the park.

But I want to forget.
Now you're just another regret.

It's all in the past.
We knew it wouldn't last.

Time flies,
as our love dies.